The Second Immortal Road

"Junior Sister Yuan has already formed her pill now, but she doesn't know what plans she has, is she going to return to Taiyi in the near future, or have any other ideas!" Han Ming smiled lightly.

Yuanling lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Han Ming, and then smiled and said: "It depends on how Brother Han planned. If Senior Brother Han does not urge Yuanling to leave, Junior Sister I still want to rely on cultivating here for a period of time, and make plans after completely stabilizing the realm. After all, there is a good spirit of clarity here, and there is no such good condition in the clan!"

"The younger sister is willing to stay here, but the older brother has taken it all away. Where will the younger sister leave? The younger sister just stays here to cultivate and consolidate the realm. It is just right. The younger brother is in some physical condition now. It is not easy to get the phoenix. The blood qi is fully restored, so that the phoenix marrow qi can be preserved to the maximum!" Han Ming said with a smile on his palm, slowly explaining.

"Thank you Brother Han!" Yuanling stood up and bowed to Han Ming with a smile on her face.

"Senior sister just builds the pill, so the senior brother doesn't bother the younger sister to consolidate the cultivation. In addition, there are some things that need to be handled by the senior brother, so he will go back first." Han Ming arched his hand, motioned for Zhuang Yun, and walked into his secret room. middle.

Yuanling stayed on the stone chair for a while, looked at the Shimen in Han Ming's inner room and thought for a while, and then went back to his inner room to meditate and consolidate his cultivation.

Han Ming sat on the stone bed, playing with the jade of the spiritual source with one hand, looking slightly at Zhuang Yun, who was standing with his hands on the bottom, his face was a little thoughtful, as if he was thinking about what to do with Zhuang Yun.

Zhuang Yun stood honestly at the bottom and couldn't help taking a peek at Han Ming, her face a little nervous.

"I suffered some injuries and it’s not easy to go out casually. These days, you are responsible for helping me pay attention to some hard-to-find spiritual materials. There are more than a dozen ghost bones in this storage bag, which is enough for two or three years. For the cost, there are also some pills for your cultivation!" Han Ming threw out a storage bag and fell into Zhuang Yun's arms.

"Yes, the maidservant got orders." Zhuang Yun nodded honestly.

"That's very good, go down, if there is anything else in the future, I will notify you!" Han Ming ordered, and then threw another jade slip, adding: "The spirit of the jade slip is recorded in it. Things are all what I need. Although the value is not too high, they are relatively rare. You have been a casual cultivator here for decades. If you want to come, you still have some connections. I don’t want you to collect everything. Just collect half of it!"

"Yes!" Zhuang Yun bowed her body.

Han Ming nodded and waved his hand to signal Zhuang Yun to leave here.

After Zhuang Yun left, Han Ming flipped his hand, took out the Sidon, and threw it with a bunch of first-order ghost bones. He no longer cared about it. Instead, he closed his eyes and meditated and began a long practice.

Four years later, Han Ming, whose cultivation base had returned to the false alchemy stage, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, curled his eyebrows and looked at his index finger. There were doubts and joys on his face, and there was a trace of worry in the deepest part.

My finger worm started to change two years ago. It slept for half a year. After waking up, it exuded strange waves. The whole worm body began to extend slowly. The original white body of the worm slowly Become a gray and dark color.

Han Ming was very concerned about the changes in my finger worm, and used the imprint of the soul to communicate a little bit. He felt that although my finger worm was awake, he was always confused, without too much clear consciousness, and couldn't communicate! .

Next, my finger worm turned out to be like a silkworm, spitting out circles of silk, melted into a gray cocoon, and wrapped itself in it.

The cocoon spit out by my finger worm is very peculiar. It can actually isolate the mental power and block the spiritual power. Even Han Ming's Qingblind Tianjue can only see through it a little bit, barely seeing the inside of the gray cocoon. Ambiguous, I mean the worm is molting.

For the change of my finger worm, Han Ming, who has not yet recovered his mana, went out in person, spent a lot of money, went to the Tianji Pavilion to exchange some classical books, although he did not find the classics that mainly record my finger worms, it can be integrated with other evils. Han Ming came to the conclusion that the worm’s habits change, I mean that the worm is advancing, or purifying the blood.

After waiting for more than a year, the my finger worm in the gray cocoon finally stopped moving, but slowly struggled, constantly biting the surrounding gray silk, which was about to break out of the cocoon.

With a light click on his left hand, Han Ming broke off the index finger of his right hand and placed it in his palm. The mana was urged slightly. The broken finger turned into something like a gray cocoon, with two kinds of gas lingering on the surface, one black and one gold. , If yin and yang are two qi, they are constantly suspended and entangled.

As the my finger worm in the gray cocoon continued to struggle, the black and gold gas outside the gray cocoon suddenly shrank towards the center, imprinting on the gray cocoon, and then it was like ink falling into the clear water, spreading towards the surroundings. Go, and soon they will take their own sides.

The gray cocoon turned into pitch black on one side and red gold on one side, which was very peculiar.

Seeing the transformation of my finger worm cocoon, the corner of Han Ming's mouth slightly cocked. The more peculiar the change, the more powerful my finger worm’s advancement will be!

Running the Qingblind Tianjue with all his strength, Han Ming looked inside the cocoon, but found that it could not be seen through. The target was either golden or black. Only a thin layer of silk cocoon blocked the ever-unfavorable Qingblind Tianjue, Han Ming His face was full of surprises.

This has never been seen before. Whether it was the magic circle set by Taiyizong to encircle and kill the blood jade spider, or the magic circle of Danzong Corpse King Peak, it was seen through under the Azure Blind Heaven Decision, but he can't see it now. A little silk cocoon!

"The two gases, one black and one gold, wouldn't really be the legendary yin and yang two qi, it's a big loss, it didn't stop it!" Han Ming muttered secretly.

Han Ming looked at the black-gold cocoon with a complicated expression, both expecting and worrying. The information he found in Tianji Pavilion about the ancient fierce insects indicated that the advancement of the individual fierce insects still has a lot of risk. Yes, there is a big chance of falling, and purifying the bloodline is even more dangerous. Of the ten fierce insects purifying, six of them failed. Not only did the bloodline fail to advance, but it suffered a huge loss.

The gangly worms purify their bloodlines to be safer, such as iron fire ants, gold-eaters, such as blood dragon mosquitoes. The main power of these worms is the huge number, and the individual strength is not special. Strong, don’t have a particularly high bloodline, you can have a powerful power!

My finger insect is a solitary fierce insect. It can rank among the top ten fierce insects by virtue of its individual strength. It is not inferior to the social fierce insects such as iron fire ants and gold-eaters. It can be imagined how strong its individual strength is and the lineage it needs. How high the need is, it will definitely be much more dangerous to purify the blood.

With a beckon, he sucked that piece of spiritual source jade to the front and placed it under the cocoon of my fingers, and his magic force dragged all the clear spiritual energy and spiritual energy into it, Han Ming did not blink his eyes. Looking at the cocoon in front of me.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." A squeaky voice came from the black gold cocoon, Han Ming raised his eyebrows, and muttered softly: "Hey, this little thing is biting the cocoon. , Is it going to emerge from the cocoon, what will it be like, do you want to grow wings like a six-winged monster butterfly?"

Han Ming stared at the black golden cocoon for two or three hours, and his eyes were a little astringent. It was the cocoon that had been bitten into a small hole, and the hole was getting bigger and bigger, about half a half. After an hour, it expanded to the size of a fingernail.

Strangely speaking, although the black golden cocoon was bitten from the inside, a golden black gas flowed through the hole, which completely cut off the atmosphere of the outside world and the cocoon. The exception is if there are two worlds, that is, Han Ming also couldn't feel the breath inside.

A ghost head and ghost brain's small eyes were turning around in the black gold cocoon, looking outside, but they didn't get out.

Han Ming saw the black and gold bug through the hole, staring at him with two big eyes.

Han Ming showed some interest. This worm is also weird. He didn't want to bite open the black golden cocoon and got out. He watched what he did. If he wanted to express anything, just communicate with his soul!

Han Ming wanted to use the connection between the spirits and souls to communicate with my finger worm, to see what the **** it was doing, but suddenly his eyes opened, "Hey, the imprint of the soul can't be sensed. What is this black golden cocoon? It's so peculiar, not only blocking the Qingblin Tianjue, but also isolating the imprint of the soul, how is this possible!"

Han Ming looked at the black golden cocoon with a completely different gaze~www.novelmt.com~ I didn’t see it before. This black golden cocoon is so special, it is rare in the world, and it can even block the connection between the master and the servant. Break!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak." My finger worm called from inside the black golden cocoon, and the cry was a bit rush, it seemed to be urging Han Ming.

Han Ming took a closer look, and then he understood that he was asking him for help, but he was a little bit blinded, asking for help, purifying the blood of the murderous insect, what can he help? How can I help? I don't know at all!

Han Ming is also a little confused, my finger worm is too, the black gold cocoon blocked the imprint of the soul, since you want to ask for help, you can bite through the black gold cocoon and get out of it. How can I help?

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." My Finger Worm yelled and urged again, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Han Ming's delay.

Han Ming looked at my finger worm helplessly, and wanted to let it come out, and have a good communication, but he saw my finger worm staring directly at his storage bag, constantly urging.

"Perhaps it can't come out." Han Ming comforted himself, took off his storage bag and dangled in front of the black golden cocoon, "Can't come out? Want something inside?"

The little black and gold head nodded vigorously.

Han Ming was suddenly unable to come out, but at the same time he was also a little confused. There was nothing special in his storage bag. It seemed that there was nothing that could help the fiends to purify their blood, or advanced spiritual objects!

Not knowing what could help my fingerworm, Han Ming had to take out one by one and put it in front of the black golden cocoon to identify my fingerworm. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Second World of Immortals", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and finds friends~

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